The Moving Day Umbrella
I was fifty-two years old and I was packing boxes full of glass eyes on a Saturday afternoon.
Stories in Group Sex tagged coworkers, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 17 to 23 minutes. Writers to know: The Cobalt Chaser, The Echo Narrative and Ruby Tide. Readers usually start with “The Moving Day Umbrella” and “The HOA Resolution”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
I was fifty-two years old and I was packing boxes full of glass eyes on a Saturday afternoon.
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